Punk

Diamond in the rough Not intelligent enough for some A drunk Staggeringly fkd up burnt out punk A wasted shell A washed up piece of junk Or maybe I just smell These fking insecurities that follow me around That trip me up and tie me down till I'm beaten blue and broken on the ground And as I fly here spinning round by fragile threads of hope the spidermen came down from mars and loosen up my ropes And that cloak I wear to keep me warm That woven web of shite I throw it off that husk of shame And dance into the night

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Mike Hauser

Date: 7/27/2016 6:04:00 PM

Nice!

Skat A

Date: 3/14/2016 8:47:00 AM

Hi Zoe, you have a way of expressing what you feel. :) Ha, A drunk punk, how dumb can they get. LOL, anyways, I sure enjoyed this write. I thank you for enjoying my poem Goodbye. :) You left a message and asked for a tip. Well if you are mad at the world and want to write a humor poem, why don't you mix the concept? Write a funny poem and express how you feel about the world. Hope to hear from you again. SKAT

Zoe Orrell
Date: 3/14/2016 9:18:00 AM

Nice one Skat I'll give it a go ,there is plenty to laugh about after all just need to remind myself of that occasionally. X

Zoe Orrell
Date: 3/14/2016 9:14:00 AM

Cheers Si I don't consider it deep just expressing how I feel at the time . I'm new to this and with the state of the planet how it is I find it a struggle sometimes to write funny stuff. If you've got any tips I'd would much appreciate it.x